The Block Poem by Patricia Andrade

The Block



Oranges and blues
Shackles and cuffs
Four face same faces
Come and go
Same thing nothing new
Going in circles
Rush to get out
Rush to get back
Outside is fake
Inside is dieing
Wasted time another year gone
False charges
Innocent
Acquit the guilty
Case by case
Another way to live
Hear my cry
Broken sprit
Know my name
ARRESTED

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